The skinny man who was found by the attendant had only five or six people in front of him, so it shouldn't be long before it was his turn. He originally didn't want to sell his license plate, but the attendant asked for five taels of silver.

He couldn't help but hesitate. Five taels of silver was enough to cover his family's expenses for three or four months.

Seeing that he was interested, the attendant immediately raised the price: "Ten taels of silver."

My young master doesn't care about such a small amount of silver at all. The key is that we can't keep him waiting for too long.

"Okay, I'll sell it to you for ten taels of silver!" The skinny man lowered his voice deliberately and glanced at the fifth bead.

Even though the person who sold me the license plate said it couldn't be resold, as long as I didn't get caught, wouldn't that be enough? If I went back to buy it later, he wouldn't recognize me, right? After all, he hadn't even glanced at me when I bought it.

The skinny man thought so in his heart.

Little did he know that the fifth bead could see all the actions of him and his followers. He could see everything without opening his eyes.

But foolish mortals always judge everyone based on their own limited knowledge.

The skinny man and his follower made a secret deal, handing over the money with one hand and the number plate with the other.

The attendant got the number plate and quickly returned to Song Jun, "Sir, I got the number plate."

Song Jun casually threw him a silver ingot and said, "Well done."

When his number was called, Song Jun, under the glances of his friends, cleared his throat and walked into the clinic. He sat down on the stool in front of the examination table, stretched out his wrist and placed it on the pulse pillow. "Doctor, please take a look at me. What's wrong with me?"

Xue Huan glanced at him, then lowered her head to write a prescription and handed it to him, "Go over there and get the medicine. Next."

Song Jun took the prescription and looked at it. He found that the prescription written by Doctor Xue was not as elegant as that of other doctors. It was impossible to make out what was written. Although his handwriting was clear and clean, it was still confusing.

There were a bunch of medicine names on it, and he didn't know what disease they were used to treat.

He just took a look at himself and prescribed this prescription. Could it be that he was really sick?

"Doctor Xue, you haven't told me what disease I have yet."

Xue Huan was speechless. "Young man, I didn't tell you the name of the disease because I wanted to save your face. Since you insist on asking me the truth, I'll tell you. You are—"

Song Jun quickly raised his hand: "Alright, alright, I know what you're going to say, no need to say it."

This Doctor Xue is truly amazing. He didn't even tell his family about his illness - it was really hard to talk about. He had seen so many doctors privately, but no one could cure it. Unexpectedly, he could see it at a glance and even prescribed a prescription.

He moved closer and asked in a whisper, "Doctor Xue, is your prescription really effective?"

Xue Huan: "Just take it home and drink it for a couple of days and you'll know."

Song Jun put the prescription in his pocket and went out. When he came out of the clinic, he was holding a few packets of medicine in his hand.

A group of friends gathered around him, asking him in a flurry, "How's Doctor Xue? Is he as amazing as the legend says?"

"You were just pretending, weren't you? Why did you actually come out with the medicine?"

"Could it be that you are really sick?"

Song Jun kicked him and said, "You're the one with the problem. These are all tonics. You can't come out empty-handed after going in, right? I just bought some."

It would have been fine if he didn't explain. After all, why would Young Master Song need to explain his actions? This explanation, on the contrary, made it even more suspicious.

Several of his friends looked at him with suspicion.

Song Jun glared and said, "What are you looking at? Let's go!"

Be the first to go out.

Several friends looked at each other behind him, thinking that he must be hiding something from them.

At this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the Zhang's Spicy Hot Pot shop across the street: "Madam boss, how can you run a business like this? You actually found a cockroach in your food!"

When this voice came out, Song Jun and others immediately smelled the scent of gossip and hurried over to watch.

The customers in the restaurant also stopped eating and stretched their necks to look into the bowl in front of the man who stood up angrily.

It was a large blue and white bowl. The ingredients inside were almost gone, with only a small amount of soup left. A cockroach about the length of a thumb was floating in it.

Everyone who saw it was chilled.

"What? There's a cockroach?" The customer at the next table quickly fished in the bowl with chopsticks, but didn't find anything dirty.

"If there were cockroaches, why didn't you find them until after you'd finished eating?"

A loyal old customer speaks for the shop.

The tall and strong man who had found a cockroach in his food glared, his face trembling. "What? Is it my fault that I found a cockroach in my food? Where's the boss lady? Come out here! You have to give me an explanation for what happened today!"

Daya stepped forward and pointed at the cockroach in the bowl: "Are you sure you ate this from the bowl?"

"Hey, you little girl, if it wasn't from the bowl, where else could it have come from? You don't want to admit it, do you?"

Sanya: "Our store is spotless, how could there be a cockroach? You obviously threw one in there yourself!"

The tall and strong man's eyes turned fierce and he raised his fist: "Say it again!"

Zhang came out from the kitchen and said, "Where do cockroaches come from? I'll show you something and you'll all know."

She took down a bronze animal head lamp embedded in the wall and pressed the top of the animal head. The two eyes of the bronze animal emitted two rays of light, which were projected onto the snow-white wall opposite. A vivid image appeared in front of everyone.

"Wow, what is this?"

"Huh? Why is there a person on the wall?"

"Isn't that the man—"

In the image projected on the wall, a burly man walked to the table with a bowl of spicy hot pot and started eating it in big mouthfuls. When he was almost done, he glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to him. He quickly took out a cockroach from his arms and threw it into the bowl, then slapped the table and stood up.

This video clearly shows the entire process of the strong man committing the crime.

"How did they do this? They actually reproduced every move of that person?"

"He clearly put the cockroaches there himself, yet he still falsely accuses the shop. How shameless!"

"Isn't this a rotten idea they came up with deliberately because they don't have money to eat? Maybe they're trying to take advantage of this opportunity to blackmail Boss Zhang!"

The burly man still refused to admit it, "You stinky woman, what kind of thing did you come up with! It's obvious that you deliberately brought it out to fool everyone! Don't let her fool you!"

Zhang: "This is a recording lamp given to me by an immortal. It can record past events. What it records cannot be tampered with by me. Besides, you know whether you put the cockroach there yourself."

At this moment, several patrol officers pushed through the crowd and walked in. "Is anyone causing trouble?"

It was San Ya who called the officer over. She pointed at the burly man and said, "That's him! He deliberately put cockroaches in the bowl to slander our shop!"